My mouth was still hanging open in an "O" shape, unsure how to respond.
Goyi climbed up from the floor and pulled me up with him.
“No, Ingrid. We can’t use this body. It’s too dangerous. We’ll find another one,” he said, his voice steady as he immediately started dragging me out of the room.
He led me into a cold storage room, where dozens of male and female corpses were stored. Each body had an outstanding physique and appearance, carefully preserved in crystal coffins, like prized collectibles.
"So, what do you think? These are my finest collections. Some are humans, some are werewolves, there are even vampires and merfolk. Pick whichever one you like, I’ll give it to you," Goyi said proudly.
I wandered around with my hands behind my back, my mind racing: *Damn! This is convenient! If I don’t like one, I can just switch bodies! If this were modern technology, it’d be way more advanced—who would bother with plastic surgery anymore!*